Blanc_Dragon

To the world, Damien Voss is a terrorist. A monster. The most wanted criminal on Earth. Governments call him The Saint of Shadows — the man who wants to collapse civilization by exposing unthinkable taboos.

But Damien doesn’t want destruction. He wants freedom. His taboo? Revealing the sacred institutions of family, religion, and charity as tools of the elite, designed not to help, but to control, traffic, exploit, and destroy the weak.

Each of his attacks is surgical — not to kill, but to expose.

As chaos grows, his enemies multiply: Interpol, the CIA, secret societies, and even freedom fighters who believe he’s gone too far. But as Damien’s actions reveal deeper and darker truths, millions begin to secretly worship him as a savior of the voiceless.

He’s not creating evil. He’s exposing the evil they’ve already accepted.

Saint of Shadows

"What if we didn't destroy the world? What if we only buried what it was becoming?"— Damien

Location: Depth Sector A9, beneath the ruins of GenevaClassified Designation: Eden-0

The tunnels weren't marked on any Sovereign map.No heat signatures. No echo. No decay.

Damien, Mara, Koslov, and Kairo (now partially stabilized) followed the signal Ella embedded before her final transmission. It pulsed once every 37 hours — a pattern encrypted with her bio-frequency.

It led them deeper than any rebel team had gone.

Beneath the earth, a forgotten biosphere pulsed with oxygen and light.

Sky-panels mimicked daylight cycles. Streams of filtered water flowed along paths once walked by white-coated scientists. Strange birds chirped in mimicry of long-extinct cousins.

Everything was thriving.

"This isn't just a vault," Mara whispered."It's a reboot."

Koslov touched a tree's bark — real, unmodified.

"This is what the world could have been if we'd just… stopped."

But it wasn't untouched. Not truly.

Skin the color of stone. Eyes like stained amber. Clothed in nanoweave stitched from moss and fiber.

Not human. Not machine.Preserved.

"You have breached Eden," the tallest said. Voice like dry leaves."The surface died for its sins. Why do you carry its scent?"

Kairo stepped forward.His voice clear, calm.

The Forgotten Purpose

The Custodians were remnants of Protocol Origin — Sovereign's earliest initiative to preserve life in case of full collapse.

They were meant to awaken if the surface crossed extinction thresholds.

So they evolved on their own.In silence. In patience. In belief that maybe no one would survive to corrupt the Earth again.

"Do you still believe you deserve a future?"

Each of them had to answer — not with words, but by confronting visions drawn from Eden's neural canopy.Biomimetic plants absorbed fragments of memory, pain, guilt.

Mara saw the child she abandoned in Zone-Red during a mission gone wrong.Koslov watched his wife's last breath replay endlessly, his cowardice exposed.Damien faced… himself — Mirror Damien, lips bloodstained, offering him the key to Sovereign's full collapse.

But it was Kairo who silenced the judgment.

He didn't show his memory. He sang.

The same song Ella once sang inside the Eidos archive.And the leaves… glowed.

The Custodians listened. Not to the words.To the harmony.

To the sorrow woven into every note.

In Eden's core chamber, they discovered the Heart Engine — a living archive that didn't store history.

It stored potential.

Blueprints for cities fueled by compassion metrics.Algorithms that rewarded empathy.A governance system powered not by currency, but by shared experience.

It was the original dream. The one Sovereign killed.

"We can build again," Mara said."Not just hide."

Damien ran his fingers across the interface.

But deep beneath the Heart Engine, something stirred.

A final encrypted file… marked only:"V-01_Override_Founder."

Chapter 15: Last Eden